The Messenger
I make a right turn down Condor Avenue with my shoulders held high near my exposed neck and my hands shoved deep into my pockets.
I make a right turn down Condor Avenue with my shoulders held high near my exposed neck and my hands shoved deep into my pockets.
When I was growing up, I lived in a state of confusion. The state that I lived in had autumn, like all the rest, but never seemed to know it; that, in turn, confused me.
“ROOM B 25. THERAPIST WANTED.” The note read.
Therapy Joe knew he could get the job as a therapist; It was in his name after all.
Fall.
Fall is about transition
Alice Edmunds sorted through the papers on her desk. Technically, it was Detective Alice Edmunds, but the title hardly seemed to suit her considering her unorganized, head-in-the-clouds nature.
James Power is a 3 year old Detective and he is the worst in the wold
This morning, in the Redwood Forest, there was a fire. But this was no ordinary fire. We could tell by the matchbox and gasoline cans that this was an attempted terrorist attack.
A small group of hikers in Montana set out on a trek to find Bigfoot last week, but this time, instead of finding nothing, they found a human-sized man with extremely large feet. He was not hairy, but instead was wearing a fur coat.
Le François de la Tranchée
With my stomach on the ground, I look over the parapet and into the trench. Nobody could be seen.
Recently hikers on the Appalachian Trail have been seeing an unidentified creature. They say it's too big to be a bear, but the problem is there isn't anything bigger than a bear in the area.